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"Here, open your mouth. "

Boom.

We didn't even know

what we were taking.

One day Sergio and Hugo grabbed him

and Rafa and I made him swallow

his own pills.

The girls encouraged us

and gave him water to wash it down.

- It was a joke.

- Come on.

Don't act naive,

we knew what we were doing.

Bullshit, Rafa.

Nobody expected that.

His family had a history

of schizophrenia.

We looked for him all night

and finally found him by a tree,

foaming at the mouth

and speaking nonsense...

Stuff from the Bible

mixed with insults,

that this was the end,

the end of everything.

At first we laughed.

But then it wasn't funny anymore.

They put him in the asylum,

we grew apart

and stopped seeing each other.

We didn't do anything that bad.

- Yes, we did.

- No, we didn't.

Yes, we did, Hugo.

But not that night. After.

We abandoned him, guys.

All of us.

But he's okay now.

I saw him.

Listen.

- All this was Angel's idea.

- What?

Sara only called everybody.

He wanted everybody

to see each other again.

I guess to tell us

he'd forgiven us.

Or just the opposite, you dumbshit.

You guys make him sound like

a psychopath.

He's violent. Why do you think

he was in an asylum?

Let's go back to the fire,

at least we can see there.

Will you stop

with the f***ing campfire?

- Haven't you had enough?

- Rafa...

Nice bunch of friends!

Awesome.

One laughs in my face

about my company going under...

and this one kept nagging us

to come back out here

to remind us why we haven't

seen each other in 20 years.

- Rafa, please.

- What about you?

Still in love with

your high school boyfriend

who blew you off and always will.

But we forget everything, right?

No problem. We smoke a couple joints

and forget everything.

Bullshit!

And now all that prophet crap

has to come out...

There's my list, Sara.

Toss it in the fire for me.

I'm going to bed.

Rafa, don't go like this.

Rafa.

Rafa!

Forgive him, okay?

He's had a shitty year.

- I'm going to bed too.

- I'll go with you.

That went well, didn't it?

I don't get it, man.

Hey, it's Sleeping Beauty.

Come and give us a hand.

I don't know about cars.

I prefer having mine towed

and getting it fixed.

The phones aren't working.

We'll look for help in town.

We can't stay here.

On foot? It would take

a full day, or longer.

There's a house down the hill,

right?

We can try there, maybe somebody

can give us a ride.

What's wrong?

Rafa's gone.

Gone?

That's right, gone.

He left all his stuff.

In the room, all of it.

His wallet, cell phone...

Don't worry.

He can't have gone far.

He'll show up any minute,

you'll see.

We can ask at the house

down the hill.

- What time is it?

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